A Mockingbird

A young woman hides

her agile beauty to stay apart

from a society,

subjected to the consumption of drugs

that makes him sane, more or less

what he needs in a vein;

the wings of a mockingbird

cut out by a sharp scissor.

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Delineation


Down to earth of aquiline wisdom

Realities with perishing anecdotes

Entanglements of judgements and injustice,

Which subtends over a battered community.

The era of war fights and discrimination,

Spoilage of our own resources and winged rhythms,

Dignity under the hands of implausible liberals.

I do really hate this jejune WORLD of unconditional convictions,

Where I don’t wish to have a life ANYMORE.

Infuriating Crook

I was pushed out from that room of fiends;

And hits brutally on a window frame.

The moment which lacks the action of luckiness;

Makes enough dislocates on my face.

Glory of blood oozes out from the body;

Makes sunders in my heart at that instant.

Oh my God! Why I’m under this fearful man-eaters;

Who needs to persecute me for a gawky reason.

I starts begging like a fellow in-front of a Court of Justice,

Where injustice is staring at me.

Suddenly someone hits at my ass;

Shouts at me with the words of fire for getting up late as usual.

It was my Mom with a cudgel in hand,

Who can be comparable with one of those injustice guy in my dream.

There must be a court of justice;

Where everyone have the right to sleep as far as they like;

And hence they can enjoy the saucy world of wonders;

Which is far beyond from our real world.

                         Thanks,
                         Rahul